User blog comment:Logalog Nombolo/The Treasures of Drow De/@comment-3135907-20120403213754/@comment-3135907-20130215213507

"Owch! You rotter, now peckin's your game, eh wot! Blinkin' scoundrel, there's nothin' for it but a spot o' good ol' Tussock Punch, then, am I right, chums?" Rulen agrees heartily.

Ruck's clenched right fist whirrs, barely visible, in a blurring left clip to the magpie's temple, then spins in a swift right to finish the job.